Thousand Tricks of the God of Gambling

Episode 14

I hate him, that's right.

However, other reasons exist for wanting a dice player change. A master at playing dice can use his fingers, dice cups, fine threads, and even strands of hair to manipulate the dice. This skinny man was a master like that. He has the skills to do it.

"No way!" The skinny man's face turned cold as he resolutely refused.

"Why not? Afraid of not being able to use your six supernatural fingers?" The words slid out, causing a drastic change in the skin color of the skinny man. He looked at me with anger mixed with confusion. He doesn't know how I know that he's going to use the supernatural six-finger technique.

The six supernatural fingers

the so-called secret technique is a well-known secret from the McCaron family of Tosu City. It involves using a mysterious hand gesture to change the outcome of the dice, making it look like the work of a supernatural being guiding the opening of six fingers. Legend has it that David McCaron, the underground gambling king of Tosu, secured his family's fortune based on this technique.

Even though the skinny man was angry, he remained silent. Pointing to the previous dealer, I said, "Please throw the chest!"

The dealer glanced at the skinny man, who wore a dark expression but did not say a word. Meyra suddenly said, "Let him throw. What's wrong with replacing the person who threw the dice? Do you want to cheat?"

The skinny man was helpless, and the dealer reluctantly stepped forward to carefully open his chest cup. The crowd became completely silent, and all eyes were fixated on that black dice cup. When it opened, a low sigh echoed among the crowd. The three dice show the numbers 3, 5, and 6: fourteen, a big win. I won again, another two billion.

"Who would have thought that there was a connoisseur of dice in a place as small as Habe City." The skinny man looked at me, whispering. I laughed in my heart. He seems to identify me as a gambling-related person in Mento Province, but I don't care to engage in trivial conversations with him. I took my winning money and stood up. Instantly, a hoarse voice sounded from behind, "Wait, you can't leave!"

I was a little surprised. Does winning in this game mean I can't take the money and leave? I turned around and looked at him calmly, asking, "Why?"

"I want to bet with you again!" emphatically. I shook my head. "I'm not greedy. I've won enough today!"

While saying that, I gave my chips to Meyra. "Go and settle your debts..."

Meyra's face beamed with surprise, but there was also a hint of mystery. "Aren't you going to play a few more rounds? I lost almost 6.5 billion..."

"Someone should be satisfied with what they have. Paying off debt is enough!" answer me calmly. Coming to the casino with Meyra was to help her pay off debts, not to make a profit. And the 2 billion rupiah he lost was a lesson to him. He should not gamble, and the people of this world should not either. Ten gamblers, that means there are ten losers!

"Well, you're coming with me..." We passed through a dim corridor, and Meyra opened a door. The room was empty, with a sofa, a table, several leaning chairs, and a gambling table. It looks like a temporary office. I sat on the sofa while Meyra stood in front of me. She thumbs up at me, excited and a little seductive. "Six, you are amazing!"

I remained silent, patiently waiting for Meyra to continue speaking. "Actually, that day at the office, playing mahjong with Ananda, I felt that you might be a fraud..." Meyra laughing. My expression turned cold; my sight even became frozen. "But you don't admit it, and I'm not sure either. After that, I heard about you playing poker with Andi. You have a combination of 2-3-5 and beat his three aces, even snatch his girlfriend. At that time, I was 99% sure that you were a fraud. But I was thinking, if I were to directly ask you, you would definitely not confess..."

I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly while listening to Meyra quietly. "And just now, these two rounds were truly brilliant victories. You can't deny it anymore. You are not only a fraud but also a top-class expert. Am I right?"

"With a glance, I asked, 'And after that?' While staring at Meyra's dazzling face through the smoke I exhaled. 'What's next?'

'Under our Kombi club, the first and second floors are being renovated. You know yeah?' I'm nodding. The secret that the basement of the bath is being renovated is no stranger to our employees. Construction has been under way for more than three months. However, I did not know the details because it was strictly forbidden to peek or inquire, according to company regulations.

Of course, now I understand why that skinny guy, Jordi, reacted so strongly and did not care about the reputation of the casino when he challenged me. Because I have revealed the equipment that has been neatly arranged. More than that, everything here is fake, just a setting.

'What happened next?' I stayed calm, like a pool that didn't move.

Meyra continued to smile spoiled, as if she had gotten used to my indifference. 'After that, I sincerely invite you to become an undercover agent in our casino!'

Undercover agents known as 'dark lights' in the gambling world, are highly sought after. In a casino, there is 'light bright' and 'dark light'. Both are employed fraudsters. The difference is that the bright lights operate openly, dressed in casino uniforms that everyone can see. They handle unexpected incidents and often act as a barrier for fraudsters who make a fuss. Dark light, on the other hand, is different. They hide among the crowd. In plain view, they are the same as ordinary gamblers, but they watch you like a viper in the darkness of the night, lurking in corners you are unaware of. Once someone cheats, they act immediately. It might even catch you before you know it.

Of course, when meeting a master, both a bright light and a dark light appeared. Being a dark light is a dream for many cheaters because in the end there is always a bigger fish. Even though you are very good at scams, making money outside gives you the risk of failure. Once that happens, your fate is sealed enough. Being a dark light does not carry any risk, and also provides a great salary.

'Six, I will not abandon you. Once you join, there will be no probation. The annual salary is 1.3 billion, excluding bonuses. We will also provide food, clothing, shelter and transportation. You will be given a car worth no less than 1 billion, and you can choose your own model. Overall, your total income will reach 2 billion rupiah maximum. What about this offer? You won't find a better deal at Habe, will you?'

I nodded my head slightly and said, 'The offer is good!'

My words make Meyra look a little happy. When it comes to recruiting talented individuals, the two most important words are 'bountiful money'.

"Will you accept it?" Meyra asked in her soft voice, pretending to be a little disinterested.

While staring at Meyra, I slowly shook my head. 'I won't take it.'

'Why?' Meyra's voice rose, her eyes full of confusion and disbelief.

'Even though I'm a con man, I don't like being cheated by others. And today, you have deceived me. You even used my compassion to deceive me!'

Meyras

forced to force a smile, then immediately returned to his usual self. In a slightly seductive tone, he said, "Ah, Six, don't get angry. Meyra's sister just wants to see how good your deceptive ability is. How about that, Sister Meyra apologize, okay?"

He deliberately looked a little pathetic.

"How do you plan to apologize?"

"Whatever you want, ok?"

A seductive woman, how many men can resist?